Lisa's heart fluttered as Y/N's voice filled her ear, his instructions sending a shiver of anticipation through her. She couldn't wait to be in his embrace once more.
"10 o'clock, I'll be there,"
She breathed, her voice laced with excitement. As he ended the call, Lisa felt a pang of something akin to affection, but she quickly pushed it aside. She knew, deep down, that she was nothing more than a plaything to him – a fuck toy to be used and discarded at his whim.
Straightening her clothes, Lisa took a deep, steadying breath. She would give herself over to him, body and soul, reveling in the ecstasy of his control. But she would not delude herself into thinking this was anything more than a carnal arrangement. She was his, and his alone, until he decided otherwise.
With a renewed sense of purpose, Lisa gathered her things and headed out, her mind racing with the delicious possibilities that awaited her. She would be Y/N's perfect, obedient slut, no matter the cost. For in that role, she had found a freedom and a fulfillment that she had never known before.
As the clock struck 9:50 pm, Lisa arrived at Y/N's doorstep, her heart racing with anticipation. Clad only in a skimpy bikini, she could feel the dampness of her colleagues' cum-soaked panties clinging to her skin. The thought of Y/N's reaction sent a thrill of excitement coursing through her.
When Y/N opened the door, his eyes widened in surprise at Lisa's bold and provocative attire. She stood before him, a coy smile playing on her lips, daring him to make the next move.
"Surprise,"
She purred, her voice dripping with seduction.
"I've been a very naughty girl today, and I'm hoping you can… punish me for it."
Without waiting for a response, Lisa stepped forward, pressing her body against Y/N's as she gazed up at him through thick lashes. The scent of her own arousal mingled with the lingering traces of her colleagues' seed, creating an intoxicating aroma that only heightened her desire.
"Well, don't just stand there,"
She whispered, her fingers trailing down his chest.
"I'm all yours, Y/N. Do with me as you please."
Y/N's hands groped Lisa's breasts roughly through the thin fabric of her bikini top, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her parted lips. He pulled her close, his mouth crashing against hers in a hungry, desperate kiss. Lisa melted into his embrace, her body alive with sensation as his tongue probed and explored.
She arched into his touch, the dampness of her cum-soaked panties a constant reminder of earlier indiscretion.
"Yes, Y/N"
She gasped between kisses, her fingers tangling in his hair.
"Use me, claim me. I'm yours, completely."